The Supreme Sword (Heaven Defying Sword)

"You really think that I'm afraid of you!" The aura that was hidden and absolutely exploded crazily.

In an instant, a faint majesty of the king surged out from Mo Qianji and Zang Wanjue... It was a terrifying coercion. , and was immediately bent down by this terrifying coercion.

As for the warriors of the Xianyao state and Martial Dao state, they knelt down with a plop.

The two supreme kings were about to fight, even in the face of terrifying coercion, all the strong men widened their eyes and stared at the front intently, for fear of missing a moment.

When Xuan Yao was fighting Young Master Jian, two supreme kings exchanged swords, but it was only an instant confrontation, like a tentative attack, and there was no real fight.

As for Zang Wanjue and Mo Qianji, the two have grievances and grievances in front of them. Judging from the fierce momentum now, I am afraid that the nature of the battle between Xuan Yao and the first son is the same, and there will be a decisive battle between life and death.

When Mo Qianji's aura reached its peak, a huge dragon chant sounded suddenly, and a huge dragon shadow suddenly shot up from the top of his head. Absolutely rushed over.

The thousand-foot giant dragon stretched its teeth and claws in the void, its shape was ferocious, its power was boundless, and it exuded a shocking sword aura. Wherever it passed, the void was broken layer by layer... The tenth-order Dzogchen sword intent can transform cloud dragons into ten shapes, and the sword intent can be transformed into ten shapes. It turns out that even the strongest of the tenth rank can hardly resist, and the other strong men of the tenth rank will almost die when they encounter the sword intent of the tenth rank.

All the powerhouses looked at the thousand-foot-long dragon in shock, envious and shocked, the tenth-level sword intent o, I don’t know how many swordsmen’s dreams, that represents the ultimate sword intent, is The martial arts will of the half-step king level is only half a step away, and it is about to touch the martial arts will of the supreme king.

"This seat is also a half-step king, the tenth-level Dzogchen sword intent, only you have it!"

Zang Wanjue gave a cold shout, and a huge bird song suddenly sounded, and a huge roc bird rushed out from above his head.

The big roc spread its huge wings, which were also thousands of feet wide, covering the sky and the sun, and its whole body exuded a sharp sword aura. Wherever it passed, the void was broken layer by layer.

In an instant, the thousand-foot giant dragon and the thousand-foot roc, which were condensed from the tenth-level sword intent, rushed together and fought fiercely. In Wan Jue's hand, suddenly there was a precious sword, with a cold light flashing, it was a high-grade sword of Yao rank.

With the sword in his hand, his radiant, hidden body rushed forward in an instant, and swiped his left hand in the void.

Wow——a path of Tao was imprinted in the void in an instant, and the void with a radius of more than three thousand meters was distorted in an instant.

Zang Wanjue's attainment of the holy law of ten thousand transformations is very high, and his eyes glowed with excitement. With the holy law of ten thousand transformations, he is almost the top existence in the half-step kings of the same realm.

However, the hidden look of excitement did not last long, and it turned into a look of shock in an instant.

Mo Qianji's left hand also swiped across the void, and a trail appeared, and the void with a radius of more than 3,000 meters was distorted in an instant.

"Impossible! How could you be able to transform into a holy law?" Zang Wanjue suddenly exclaimed... with an unbelievable voice.

After being obtained by the first son, the secret book of the Wanhua Sacred Law was taken away by the master of the Yaoxing Pavilion dressed in black, creating the illusion that the Wanhua Holy Law was not in the Tianxing Pavilion. Jue and Zang Yaoji are practicing in secret.

Cang Wanjue thought about it but couldn't figure it out, the secret book of the Myriad Transformation Sage Dharma was in his hands, and no one else had read it before, so how could Mo Qianji know the Myriad Transformation Sacred Dharma? Could it be that King Wanhua is still in other places, leaving behind an inheritance?

He couldn't help thinking about the reason, but something even more shocking happened. His Myriad Transformation Force Field was collapsing, and Mo Qianji's Myriad Transformation Sacred Technique had a deeper attainment than him.

How can this be----?

In an instant, Zang Wanjue was hit hard. Mo Qianji would be fine with the Ten Thousand Transformation Sacred Law. He was also a half-step king, but Mo Qianji's cultivation of the Ten Thousand Transformation Sacred Law was even higher than him. cut.

This made Zang Wanjue, who had always had a psychological shadow of Mo Qianji, almost unacceptable.

Mo Qianji's Wanhua Sacred Technique has a deeper attainment, and the natural effect is greater. The roc bird transformed by Zang Wanjue's tenth-level sword intent is immediately greatly weakened, and the thousand-foot dragon, although it has also been reduced in strength, is far away. It is not as weak as the Mirs bird.

Kacha——The weakened sword energy of the roc bird was instantly torn into pieces by the thousand-foot dragon, and the thousand-meter dragon continued to pounce forward, and the terrifying sword energy spread across the ground, chopping towards Zang Wanjue.

The thousand-foot giant dragon was originally composed of sword energy, and it was surrounded by thousands of sword lights. It walked in the air, and its momentum poured in, like a rain of swords.

"Zang Wanjue, there are too many things you don't know... You think that among the ruins of Wanhua, you are the only one who has obtained the Holy Law of Wanhua!" Mo Qianji's voice sounded, his tone calm and composed.

"Oh———!" Zang Wanjue shouted angrily, and shouted: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it after so many years, I can't beat you, Mo Qianji, you shouldn't live in this world... no Damn it...!"

While shouting, the high-grade Yao-level sword in Zang Wanjue's hand swung in an instant, as fast as lightning, and in an instant, only a piece of sword light was seen flying in front of him.

In an instant, countless swords flew out, like a sky, densely covered with nebula.

Countless sword gangs slashed at the thousand-foot dragon ahead.

Although the tenth-level sword intent transformation has powerful lethality against young-rank powerhouses, the pure sword intent attack still looks inferior in front of half-step kings. Gang, chopped into pieces.

At the same time, the Mantian Sword Aura enveloped Mo Qianji.

At this moment, Mo Qianji also had a long sword in his hand. The blade was extremely bright, and the hilt was engraved with the word "King Kong".

It was King Kong's divine weapon of the king. With this sword, Mo Qianji's power as a king instantly multiplied, stably surpassing Zang Wanjue.

Mo Qianji swung the Vajra Sword upwards, and a terrifying sword slashed out from bottom to top, and exploded towards Zang Wanjue in an instant.

Bobobobobo——The densely packed sword gangs, which were as densely covered with stars, instantly shattered under the bright sword gangs.

That piece of starry sky split into two halves in an instant, and the radiant sword slashed in front of Zang Wanjue in the blink of an eye... "The king's magic weapon?" Zang Wanjue exclaimed again, not daring to touch its edge, His body suddenly retreated backwards.

Mo Qianji's body was full of golden light, his figure was like lightning, and he chased after Zang Wanjue, leaving behind a voice: "Hurry up, take advantage of his illness, and kill him!"

As soon as Zang Wanjue retreated and Mo Qianji chased after him, the space between Xuan Yao and the first young master suddenly became empty.

Xuanyao's gaze was always on the number one son. As soon as the two half-step kings shifted positions, he immediately waved his golden fist and walked through the air surrounded by three hundred and sixty spirit swords, towards the number one prince. The son hurried away.

"Kill me——! Shao Yao! The first beggar, you are dead...!" Xiang Yaoxiao was afraid that others would not know, and shouted loudly.

At this moment, the powerhouses are facing two problems. Mo Qianji and Cang Wanjue, the two half-step kings, and Xuan Yao and the first son, the two top evildoers of the younger generation, are engaged in a life-and-death battle. They only have a pair of eyes. , or hate that the two eyes can't see things apart from each other. If you focus on one side's battle, you will inevitably ignore the other side's battle.

Regardless of the battle between the two parties, it is not something that any spectator wants to miss.

The two battles were going on at the same time, and they had to choose. Although the half-step king's battle was exciting and shocking, the warriors watching the battle were more interested in whether Xuan Yao could kill the first son. Warriors all looked at Xuan Yao and the First Young Master.

After Cang Wanjue came out to fight, dozens of breaths had passed, the face of the First Young Master, although still a little pale, was much better than before. Seeing Xuan Yao kill him, the First Young Master showed no fear .

"Xuanyao, is the power of thunder just now your ultimate hole card? It is indeed very powerful. I am afraid that the most powerful person who hits the tenth point will die if he is hit... It's a pity o ah it's a pity, hahahaha... !"

The first son laughed loudly and said: "Your opponent is my first son. I am unkillable. Immortality is so powerful that it is beyond your imagination. Do you think that this son is seriously injured? I am completely healed now." Now, you can’t even kill me with the strongest hole cards, how can you fight with me, when you run out of energy, I will consume... and you will die!"

Bobobobo... While laughing loudly, the first young master stood still, and Xuanyao's sword array slashed at him.

One after another scars appeared on the first young master's body, but no blood flowed out, and the wounds healed up in an instant.

"Hahahaha...! This young master can't be killed, hahahaha...!" The first young master stood there for Xuan Yao to attack, and laughed loudly, his voice full of disdain.

Xuan Yao frowned, stopped using the sword array to attack, grabbed the golden palm into a claw, and shouted: "This young master may not be able to kill you, but he can kill your dignity...!"

The first young master retreated suddenly, but his speed was as fast as Xuan Yao's, and Xuan Yao's golden claws grabbed his wrist in an instant.

Xuan Yao no longer attacks with the aim of killing the No. 1 young master, but hits hard!

His whole body was glowing with golden light, and terrifying power erupted. He lifted the first young master and swung it, and the first young master's body immediately flew up uncontrollably, flying 180 degrees in the air.

Boom—!

In an instant, it hit the ground fiercely, creating a huge crack in the ground.

The first son took a bite of the dirt, and his whole body was smashed to the ground, his face was greatly lost.

"Oh——!" the first young master let out an angry roar, and his body immediately shot up into the sky.

However, just as he raised his head, Xuan Yao slapped him on the face with the palm he had already prepared.

Snapped--!

The first son's body exploded to the side, and he was shot flying a thousand meters in an instant.

Whoosh! Xuan Yao's body followed like a shadow——

When I came home at night, when I entered the house and took off my shoes, Chocolate put his hand on the wall next to him, and his little finger was just in the door frame. His girlfriend followed behind and entered the door, and closed the door with a bang.

Chocolate screamed o at that time, it was an anti-theft door o, it was made of iron, if I hadn't reacted quickly and pulled out my hand in time, maybe the little finger would be shattered and completely exploded... Although there is no Useless, but it was not lightly pinched, the nails were full of blood, and the whole little finger was swollen, poor o...